chapter seven

I woke with a moan on my lips as I writhed in my bed. I could still feel the impressions of the tentacles holding me down, fucking me within an inch of my life. Once my overheated body calmed down enough, my brain started to pick up the context clues.

That dream felt so real… almost too real.

I was already fucked by tentacles?

…Hemming?

The rage burned bright in me as I threw the covers off to get dressed and find that son-of-a-bitch.

I found him leaning against a rock while his lower body was under the water. His hair was slick, indicating he was swimming at one point. He must’ve known I had arrived because his head tilted towards the sun slightly with a subtle smirk. The sun streaked through his hair, highlighting his cheekbones and making him look unearthly.

“Are you going to watch me all day Liliana?” He turned his head towards me, opening only one eye. “I don’t mind,” he said before closing it and resuming his position to soak up the heat of the sun’s rays.

I slightly pinched myself to ground myself against wanting to just fuck him silly.

“Was it real? You said that you…” I took in a shaky breath. “Saved me. But I can remember some things now. Of course, you did more than save me, didn’t you?”

He turned to look at me fully now. His eyes were intense. “Yes. I did more than save you.”

“Why?” The rage I felt after waking up grew tenfold now that he had confirmed it. “Why!” My feet shortened the distance between us in long strides. “Why would you fuck me while I was trying to kill myself? While I was drowning. That isn’t something you do. That’s something a sick fuck would do.”

“Then I must be a sick fuck, my darling. Because, in that moment, all I could think about was having you in my arms and being mine forever.”

As I was never looking away from his eyes, one of his tentacles grabbed my ankle and pulled me, forcing a surprised squeak out of me, but before I could hit the ground, another shot up out of the water to grab my waist to keep me suspended mid-air.

I tried to pry the tentacle off my waist, but it was like an unmoving force. He gently rested me on the rock he was resting against and spread my legs open so he could rest in between them. Placing the palms of his hands on the rock at either side of my hips, he raised himself out of the water just barely. From there, I could see that his lower body was entirely tentacles in this form. My eyes traveled back up to meet his, and he couldn’t hide the amusement while I couldn’t stop the blush.

Using another one of his tentacles, he gripped my chin to hold me in place. “Water lily, did you not like my touch? Because I can remember you coming apart so easily from the moment I started touching you. And I was not nearly as attractive as this form.”

“I was out of my mind! I was quite literally drowning. I thought I was hallucinating,” I exclaimed, my words coming out so fast, I nearly started stuttering.

“You weren’t out of your mind, Liliana. Don’t lie. Your body didn’t.” His voice was like steel. “You may have thought you were drowning, but I would’ve never had let that happen.”

“How was I supposed to know that? Even then, I couldn’t move; you were holding me in place under the water.” I could feel the upper part of my lip starting to snarl.

He kissed me hard without mercy. I was so angry I kissed back just as hard. He tasted like salt; I couldn’t get enough. When I tried to push him away this time, he let me but just away from his lips.

You’re always taking away my ability to choose.

His eyes softened. “Of course, you do, sweet girl. Of course, you have the decision. You may not be aware, but you’ve always answered yes every time I’ve asked. When you look into my eyes, you answer me with your thoughts, and not just your thoughts, your body answers as well. I have always asked for consent for your decision. You may not be aware, but you’ve always agreed.”

“W-what?” I stuttered out.

You can read my thoughts?

I could feel my face burning even more. All of the things that I have thought about him, he has heard?

You can hear me right now?!

He chuckled slightly. “I can hear you right now, yes; however, I can only see what you think when I look into your eyes. You are safe from all the other thoughts you had about me. I didn’t hear a single one; it comes from the trade. It helps me recognize the good from the bad apples. It is one of the only good things from this fucking curse. If there is something you don’t want me to know, you can hide it from me, and I will never cross that boundary.” He paused, stroking my cheek with his thumb. “I promise never to lie to you. All you have to do is ask me, and I will tell you everything.”

He ran his nose along my cheekbone before pulling back once more. “How does that sound, Liliana?”

I answered him by crushing my lips to his. That was what I needed to hear, all I needed to hear. He pulled me closer to him, grinding himself against my core while devouring my mouth. The salt from the salt water on his lips started to fade while his unique taste started to peek back through, enticing me to run my tongue along his to get as much as I could.

“I love the way you taste everywhere, sweet girl.” He ground against my lips before diving in for more. The sounds coming from my throat were feral. I grasped at slick shoulders, trying to find purchase as he continued to grind into me. A tentacle was quick to rid me of my clothing, making sure not to rip them off me this time. When I was entirely bare for him, one of his fingers found immediate purchase against my clit.

“Fuck!” I pulled away to exclaim at the sudden pressure. It only increased as he growled.
“We went over this, Liliana. My name only,” he said before setting a brutal pace. Tentacles wrapped around my legs and pulled me more apart, and went around my waist to push me closer to him. Another tentacle stole my hands, moving them taut behind me so my chest was forced to arch against him. I had nowhere to go. I could only endure.

“H-Hem-ming!” I stuttered out. My thighs were starting to shake, and I knew I would come soon.

“Good girl,” Hemming purred. “You’re always so ready for me.” He ran the tip of his nose against my cheekbone lovingly. “Are you going to be a good girl and come for me? I need you to come. I need to feel you fall apart,” he said as his fingers danced faster on me, and he started to pant between each word.

“Come on, lily pad, give me what I want,” he growled, using his free hand to pinch my nipples and then bit harshly into my neck. Then, as I exploded, he thrust his cock inside of me.
“That’s it, good girl. Good fucking girl. Cum on this cock. Fuck!” I could hear him mumble over the roaring in my ears, and the tentacles relaxed enough to allow me to buck my hips into his as I go from clenching around nothing to his thick cock.

He didn’t even stop or wait for me to finish coming before thrusting wildly inside of me. The finger was still rubbing my clit, and even though I was so sensitive, I could feel desire pooling in the pit of my stomach again.

He inched us off the rock, letting us fall into the water. The water was cool, lapping at my naked skin, and did nothing to hold back my orgasm. He captured my lips, kissing me fiercely as I gasped at a particularly hard thrust.

Right before I was about to come again, he stopped and stared deeply into my eyes. I couldn’t stop myself from whining and grinding my hips into his to try to get more friction. He let out a chuckle before using a tentacle to still my hips.

“Do you trust me?” His voice was deep and smooth.

In truth, I didn’t know the answer to this question. On the one hand, he did save me; however, he is a fucking Kraken. He used my body without my verbal consent while I was drowning; forcing me to come in front of Ulf, then fucked me while I was unconscious. But for fuck’s sake, I have never felt safer than in his and Ulf’s arms. He saved me from me in my lowest moment. He saved me from a life I tried to kill myself to escape and offered me a better life.
But did I trust him?

“No,” I answered truthfully.

He grinned mysteriously at me. The whiteness of his pointed teeth made his grin more dangerous.

“Hold your breath,” he said before submerging us under the water, barely giving me enough time to do what he asked of me. The second we were underwater, he started thrusting in me and rubbing my clit furiously. His tentacles still bound me, so I couldn’t move an inch, only endure. I couldn’t even make a sound for fear of letting go of the precious air I had left in my lungs—all the sounds I wanted to make instead vibrated my chest.

“I want to see you fall apart in my domain again, sweet girl. I want to unravel you. I want to make you mine in every way possible,” he groaned against my ear, and then I felt a tentacle the size of his finger stroke my ass.

Was he really going to fuck me in the ass under the water while I couldn’t even breathe? He pulled his face back to look into my eyes, assumedly to read my thoughts, and I made sure to push that sentence at him immediately. Unfortunately, his dangerous grin was back.

“If I want you to breathe, Liliana, I would let you breathe,” he said before letting the tentacle inch its way into my ass, the water and the flexibility of the appendage letting it enter me effortlessly. “You’re so fu-ucking tight,” he said as his fingers on my clit picked up the pace to a speed I didn’t think was possible.

My lungs were starting to burn, and the desperation they had to draw in air grew by the second. I tried to grasp at the tentacles holding my hands back, giving them panicked taps, but he was either ignoring my movements or too into what he was doing. I started getting a little more delirious and lightheaded.

“Breathe for me, water lily,” he said against my lips before prying them open to access my mouth and pushing air into it. I greedily sucked in the air he gave me, making sure to hold on to it in case he pulled away, which he did.

“Hold it,” he growled, and the tentacle inside my ass started to thicken, growing in size. It took everything in me not to let go of the little breath I had to combat the burning stretch. “That’s it, sweet girl, you’re so good letting me fill you up like this. So fucking hot. Let’s see how much you can take.”

His cock started to swell, thickening just like the tentacle just did in my ass. I squirmed as he filled me to my capacity, but his cock still grew more. I was going to come, and the lack of air propelled me off the cliff at lightning speeds.

“Keep holding it, ” Hemming threatened as his hips started to stutter like he couldn’t control himself inside me. I was tapping at his tentacles again, but I was beginning to accept I had no control over my ability to breathe. So I stopped demanding it. Instead, my chest just burned as I relaxed further into his hold.

My thoughts got harder to form as if they were being doused in sweet honey, and any pain or discomfort I felt was starting to ebb away.

“That’s it, sweet girl! Take everything! Good girl… Good fucking girl…”

My head started to roll backward and my eyes slid shut. I don’t know what would happen first, passing out or my orgasm.

I could feel my pussy tighten around him right before he slammed as hard as he could into me, making me pulse around both his tentacle and cock.

“Good girl,” Hemming purred, then forced my mouth open to accept his breath which my body automatically gulped down. But this time, he didn’t move his head away from me, allowing me to breathe his breath continuously as he continued to fuck me wildly. His cock was so impossibly thick I could feel every ridge and vein against my walls as his hip stuttered one last time, pulsing his cum inside me.

I was boneless in his hold as he fluidly brought us back to the surface. He let go of my hands to leave me one to rest on his shoulder before getting the other to rest on his other shoulder. He calmly glided us to go back to the shore. He let go of my legs but not my waist to ensure I was still flush against him and him inside me.

“Is the tentacle in my ass still necessary?” I mumbled against his chest. I felt his chuckle more than I heard it.

“Oh yeah,” Hemming said, making sure to wiggle it, causing me to gasp out. “I like exactly where it is.” I shivered at each movement as he laid me across the warm sand, and then curled me into his side, never giving up his spots inside of me.

We stayed there soaking up the heat, allowing the sun to dry the sea water on our skin. We were there for a long while before he spoke up again.

“I have a question for you,” he started. “What is the one thing you want most in this world?”
I didn’t know what I want anymore. I thought I wanted something a few days ago. Hell, I felt I wanted something else mere hours ago! But nothing is the same. My world is not the same. The truth that I thought was true were all lies. My whole life was turned upside down multiple times in the past year, and every due north I had no longer existed.

“I wanna feel safe,” I said, before pausing. “No, I want peace.”

Hemming just held me a little tighter in response.

Yeah, I just want peace.